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Chapter 117 Chapter 117 The Old Hunter

Ren Xiu couldn't answer him now, but he was panting fiercely, his head was stabbed with pain, and his body was extremely weak.

At the moment when the arrow was separated from the bow, Ren Xiu felt that his whole body was attached to the arrow and was pulled out.

The moment he hit the target, his mind suddenly burst, causing his head to be in a trance and tingling.

Fortunately, there was still soul power behind him to support him. When his mind exploded, the soul power surged wildly in his body, calming his trance-like mind.

That's why he didn't faint directly.

What's going on here? Could it be that the village chief is slandering himself? Ren Xiu glanced at the village chief.

It doesn't look like him either.

After a few breaths, under the effect of soul power, his physical strength has recovered, leaving only the tingling pain in his head.

"Phew, it's okay, I'm just exhausted."

It's very funny. It's magical for a young master of gymnastics to feel physically exhausted because of shooting an arrow.

"Ah this!?"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, picked up Ren Xiu who had just regained his strength, and ran in one direction.

"Hey! Village Chief, what are you going to do?"

Ren Xiu looked at the village head who was carrying him in horror, and clasped one of his shoulders with one hand.

Regardless of how weak Ren Xiu seems to be now, if the village chief dares to plot evil, he can guarantee that he can remove the village chief's hand with one hand.

"My lord, I can't explain the situation to you for the time being, but I will definitely not harm you."

"No, you have to make it clear!"

Under the force of the arm, the village head felt severe pain in his shoulder, which made him stagger.

The village head had no choice but to quickly say:

"Pain, pain, pain! My lord, let go!"

The village head stopped temporarily, and said to Ren Xiu helplessly:
"My lord, let me make a long story short. If it is slow, it will be bad."

"You've wasted a sentence."

Ren Xiu reminded.

……

90 years ago, Quanshui Village remained the same as it is now, and it was also the day when the village was awakened.

At that time, there was a child who was innately full of soul power when he was awakened, and Quanshui Village was full of joy.

Many years later, when the child returned to the village, the villagers found that the child's soul power level had stayed at level 29.

It's a bottleneck.

Although the man could no longer be promoted, the villagers did not mock him.

After all, others can also be regarded as a great soul master.

After returning to the village, he accepted a village child as his apprentice, and he never showed his skills until he was old.

Until one day, a thousand-year-old soul beast flew from the sky, and the man killed it with an arrow to save the villagers.

But after one arrow, his old body rapidly declined, and he died at last.

On his deathbed, he passed a parchment to his apprentice and warned him:

'If anyone can shoot that arrow my way, tell him that. '

But later, people from the empire came over and forcibly confiscated the parchment from the apprentice.

And it is forbidden for the apprentice to pass on to future generations. Under pressure, the apprentice had no choice but to agree.

But the craft of the master can be taught.

Therefore, the apprentice opened a study class and passed on the essentials of archery to the villagers, but the villagers after that could no longer shoot that arrow.

Until now.

"My lord, I was afraid that you would close your eyes in Quanshui Village after that arrow just now, that's why I was so anxious."

The village chief explained.

The great soul masters at level 29 all passed away after that arrow.

If a great soul master died in a village in a daze, the empire or the Wuhun Temple might send someone over to look it up.

This will greatly affect the economy of the village.

"Then where did you take me just now?"

In a few words, Ren Xiu's breathing became more and more steady, and he couldn't see the appearance of the soft-legged crab a minute ago.

He didn't know if he would die like that person, who died quickly after one arrow, but he could feel that his body was normal.

"I want to take you to my master, he has a way to relieve it."

"How do you know that he has a way to relieve it? Didn't you say that no one has shot that arrow since that day?"

"He's that apprentice."

……

Call ~
A puff of dry smoke was exhaled from Master Yi's mouth, he smashed it, and lay quietly on the reclining chair.

Watching the sun set to the west, watching the tired birds return to the forest, watching the old trees and the crows.

He feels every day that he will leave in the next second.

But every day I wake up refreshed from bed.

Maybe this is the old man.

At this age, it's a bit sad for spring and autumn.

But whenever he thought of this, that kid always found some reason for no reason, and would come to him every day.

Said it was just to learn some archery skills, but Master Yi knew that that naive boy was just afraid that he would be lonely.

Alas, that kid is always like this, I don't know if he will be cheated in the future.

Master Yi shook his head, but a tall figure appeared in his heart.

'Teacher, I haven't seen you for many years. I miss you a little. I don't know if you will blame me. I really couldn't keep that piece of paper at that time. '

Ugh!
"Old man! Old man! I have an urgent matter for you."

A loud, broken voice interrupted Master Yi's remorse.

Master Yi yelled as if he had been smashed into something:
"Shout, shout! Why are you shouting! Don't you know how to be considerate of me, an old man?"

That cry is called a person who is full of energy and is always strong.

"Old man, don't I have something urgent to ask you? I'll keep my voice down."

The tall 1.8-meter-seven head of the village humbled himself in front of the old man and spoke respectfully.

If the villagers know what the village chief looks like, they will be shocked.

"Tell me what you have to say, don't say anything more, come to me to learn something, you have already learned all my skills."

The old man lay on the recliner and waved his hands. Without the roar at the beginning, he was still quite an ordinary person.

"Old man, when I brought a man to learn archery today, he could actually shoot arrows similar to the master, so I brought him here for you to see."

"Ok?"

The old man on the reclining chair finally reacted. He got up and looked at the ordinary boy beside the village chief.

(End of this chapter)